| I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice
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| And it told Thy love to me;
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| But I long to rise in the arms of faith
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| And be closer drawn to Thee
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| Draw me nearer, nearer blessd Lord
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| To the cross where Thou hast died
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| Draw me nearer, nearer, nearer blessd Lord
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| To Thy precious, bleeding side
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| Consecrate me now to Thy service, Lord
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| By the power of grace divine;
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| Let my soul look up with a steadfast hope
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| And my will be lost in Thine
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| O the pure delight of a single hour
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| That before Thy throne I spend
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| When I kneel in prayer, and with Thee, my God
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| I commune as friend with friend!
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| There are depths of love that I cannot know
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| Till I cross the narrow sea;
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| There are heights of joy that I may not reach
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| Till I rest in peace with Thee |